“Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare”

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Slow and sunny

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Productivity has fallen precipitously around here today.

Friday pains-in-the-ass blogging

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Above, “Why can’t I eat the bird?” Below, “Why can’t I eat this delicious lead-base paint?”

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Friday furry chirrens blogging

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The oldest and the youngest, surveying opportunities….

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Alfie, having just pulled his head out of my bag, like “What?” I love his huge dirty feet. Such a boy spirit.

UPDATED:  Just to compare…..the way they were 

All I really need

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I’ve often said my home life resembled a George Booth cartoon, with various and numerous animals laying about and standing around in the background, scratching themselves. One thing that is interesting to me about my current constellation of companions is how well they get along with each other. That has not always been my experience with multiple pets and boy! does it make things easier when they do. Sure, there’s some trash-talking and pestering, even the occasional hiss or growl, but in general, it’s a peaceable kingdom. I can’t imagine daily life without this bunch.

On a related note: join me in a moment of silence to memorialize Alfie’s soon-to-be-departed balls.  He’s at the vet’s as we speak. Testosterone be gone!

Pets of the Damned

Experimenting with Ecto client

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Fucking Huxtables n’ shit

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Quote from here